Touchwood!

 

They called me simple sweet

But when I see through those eyes

I see a dil phenk ashiq there

Falling for unknown smiles

Boys and even girls now

I wonder if its the heart or its the mind

Looking for the best

They say u attract what you are

If you see more attentively around me

I have good golden hearted people

T o u c h w o o d

One would choose breaking her own heart for the righteous deed

Another thinks only for others, saying thats her way of thinking for herself 

Recently I have come across a soul innocent one

The happy soul, I am falling short of words

May be someday you will cross paths with her to know her better

I have known more girls than boys but 

The handful that I have know are kind if nothing anything else

The good listeners 

The humorous once

And the one who believe in love with broken hearts

Am i made up of so many good things hard to describe 

Or am I around them to take bits and pieces of them 

To be the good human?